Thursday, June 4, 2009

the new vogue issue came out for june=) i ran around all day throughout the newstands for a copy! but none of them had them until like 8PM. now i am off to wander through the pages of wonderful photos. =)

Friday, May 29, 2009

so when i first saw this vest at LaRok, i was dying with envy of the model wearing it. how beautiful, indeed, it was. and yes, it was another thing i couldn't touch. and another thing i couldn't afford to pay for! so months went by, still empty handed... until today, i walked into a little store near my house, and found a similar vest lying on a hanger [comes in white and black] with the same type of studded-ness design that i fell in love with. for a moment, i couldn't think of what it reminded me off until i tried it on, looked at myself, and shrieked with laughter, or giggles. haha.

so here ladies and gentlemen, i introduce to you LaRock. [a bootleg yet affordable version of LaRok]

Friday, May 22, 2009

over the years, a lot of pictures have motivated me to correct my style. yes, "correct" the foolishness of wearing random clothes and instead, replacing it with a new found sense of creativity with the randomness.

in other words, wear whatever coco rocha wears cause she is absolutely flawless -- all the time.

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

~you know what i love about a plain white t and black shorts, the casualness. it doesn't look much but it is the most comfortable outfit to wear... everywhere.~anyhow, i went to the shoe store to buy a pair of sandals for the summer. for a moment, i had three boxes with three different pairs that i couldn't even decide. i wanted to take them all home, dump them on my shoe rack, and wear them until the summer sun finally sets in september. but i thought about it, and how much money was actually in my wallet, and realized that i didn't need to be so materialistic. it is so junior high-- yes, that's right-- i said "that's so junior high" to be caught up in buying everything in the damn store just so that you may pull off one or two outfits with your expenditure. this all brings me back. when i was 12/13, i went through the mix of the awkward teenage girl and the bad ass from down the block. evidently, i would always sneak out of the house, steal money, get arrested, and get caught up in many bitch fights [verbal + physical] as I wanted before i woke up to the early days of high school. by then, my parents had washed me and prepared me to live life better, cleaner, and with some dignity and class.

but the thing i remember most about my junior high school days were the times when i felt the loneliest aka the times when i was banned from shopping and buying anything. i became so materialistic that even buying a simple tube of chapstick made me happy [as long as i was buying something, i was satisfied with who i was] so for a second, at the shoe store, i thought i had become that 12/13 year old monster again, living under the confinement of shopaholism! so i quickly did an 'eenie meenie miine moe' test, and took the pair that my finger had finally pointed to.

so here we go, the black sandals that i chose to wear all summer long. who needs more than one pair when they are dancing in the streets all day under the sun? [okay that was a seriously bad question] but yes, i had overcome being so materialistic once again.

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

when i was young my mom would never let me out of the house without a dress on. yes, since i was born, she always bought me dresses, and of course, an apple to munch on. even during the eves of winter, i wore thick stockings to overpower the freezing temperatures, and during my days in elementary school, uniforms served as my mother's blessing. whenever spring time rolled around, my mother lightened up and allowed me to wear flowery dresses around to school.

i actually don't know why i discarded all of my dresses by the time junior high rolled around. maybe i was expecting... change? to be sexier in skin-tight bell-bottoms and hiphuggers [hah, i abhor these terms now] but i dont know, high school was not so tough without dresses. but now, i am 18 and i am craving dresses again. maybe it is my love for the 40s/50s when women wore dresses and skirts around and went around to ice cream parlors. but i don't know, i have no actual clue why i prefer pouncing around in skirts and dresses all day rather than pants.